A luxurious carriage was parked under a big tree not far away, with the sign of Xiaoyao Wangfu hanging on it, Murong Xue walked slowly to the front of the carriage, opened the curtain, and saw Ouyang Shaochen sitting in the carriage with his back against the Looking at the wall of the car, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. When he heard the sound, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at her bright little face, and curled up a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth: "Is the matter settled?"
"It's over!" Murong Xue nodded, stepped on the stool and got into the carriage, and sat beside Ouyang Shaochen.
"I sold Murong Rou, and made Mrs. Du faint with anger, but did I vent my anger?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her with a slight smile.
"It's okay!" Murong Xue's eyes dimmed: Mrs. Du, Murong Rou came to trouble her, so don't blame her for being rude. That silver-faced man kept his integrity in every word, and he would definitely sell Murong Rou to Turks. There will be peace and quiet around you, less conspiracy and trickery...
"Mr. Du, Murong Jian must hate you to the bone..." Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue with a half-smile, with an imperceptible banter flashing in his eyes.
"It's up to them!" Murong Xue disagreed: she and Du's family of three were already doomed to live forever, it just added some hatred, nothing to make a fuss about.
"By the way, who is that silver-masked man?" The man was highly skilled in martial arts, and his every move carried an indescribable aura. He was by no means an ordinary human trafficker.
Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "It should be from Xiliang, his specific identity, the dark guard has already gone to check..."
Murong Xue nodded understandingly, people from Xiliang, came to Qingyan country to sell people, no matter how they sound, there is something wrong, I really need to check it out...
"Prince Jing's birthday, what gift are you going to give?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her and asked softly.
Murong Xue blinked her eyes: "What do you like the most, Old Prince Jing?" Old Prince Jing is a well-known elder, so the birthday gift for him is naturally to match what he likes.
"It seems to be a sword, a dagger!" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes sank, and he said softly: "He seems to like inkstone, calligraphy and painting..."
Murong Xue nodded lightly. Old Prince Jing used to be a general on the battlefield, so naturally he likes fine weapons, but he hasn't been on the battlefield for many years, and if you give him fine weapons, he won't be of much use: "I let you Hongxiu, Anxiang and the others went to the warehouse to pick out good inkstones, or calligraphy and paintings, and gave them to him as birthday presents."
Just let the servants choose, instead of choosing carefully by herself, she is not particularly concerned about Old Prince Jing's birthday!
The corners of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up gracefully: "Old Prince Jing also posted a post for me. Then, I will accompany you to Prince Jing's Mansion to celebrate the birthday of Old Prince Jing!"
"But your injury..." Murong Xue glanced worriedly at Ouyang Shaochen's chest. Others with chest injuries lay on the bed carefully to recuperate, but Ouyang Shaochen walked around with the injury.
"It's just a minor injury. After a few days of recuperation, it will almost heal!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, not taking his injury to heart at all.
Murong Xue's bright face was slightly darkened, the bone spur pierced through her chest, almost hurting her heart, or even screaming? If someone else suffered such a serious injury, they would definitely lie in bed carefully and recuperate, and only Ouyang Shaochen would not take his serious injury seriously...
"Let's go back to Qinghui Garden immediately. Before Old Prince Jing's birthday, you have to lie in Qinghui Garden and carefully recuperate your wounds. You can't step out of Qinghui Garden. Otherwise, you won't be able to attend the banquet at Prince Jing's mansion." Murong Xue threatened viciously, and there was a little concern in her eyes that she didn't even notice.
A smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like pupils, and he nodded slightly: "Okay!"
Time passed and the stars moved, and soon it was Old Prince Jing's birthday.
Prince Jing's Mansion is located on the bustling streets of the capital, a little far from the Hot Spring Villa. When Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue came to Prince Jing's Mansion in a carriage, they saw several luxurious carriages and dozens of fine horses parked outside the huge Prince Jing's Mansion. !
Murong Xue blinked, got out of the carriage slowly, handed over posts and gifts together with Ouyang Shaochen, walked into Prince Jing's Mansion side by side, walked slowly along the black stone road, and saw piles of artificial hills, shaded by vines, The garden is full of clusters of flowers, colorful and beautiful, and the breeze blows, and the blossoming flowers sway gently, which is very elegant.
Dozens of long tables were set up in front of the garden, with exquisite wines, melons and fruits on them, dozens of young daughters, and the young masters gathered together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.
More than a dozen noble ladies gathered beside Old Concubine Jing, chatting and laughing. Concubine Jing smiled slightly to socialize, her complexion was a little pale, her eyes were a little haggard, but her complexion was not bad.
Murong Xue glanced coldly at a famous guest, and raised her eyebrows lightly: "Old Prince Jing really only invited familiar friends to celebrate his birthday...
"Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue!" A clear male voice sounded, and Mu Liufeng walked over slowly, with a charming smile on his enchanting handsome face: "You also come to the birthday banquet!"
Ouyang Shaochen hummed lightly, his gaze as deep as a deep pool
Mu Liufeng looked him up and down: "Is your injury healed?"
"It's almost there." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, his deep eyes swept across the crowds of people, and said in a neutral tone: "Why don't you see Old Prince Jing?"
"He went to the back to discuss things with my father and Prime Minister Xie." Mu Liufeng said casually, picked up a jug from the long table, poured a glass of wine and handed it to Ouyang Shaochen: "Prince Jing's mansion is prepared The wine is not bad, try it."
Before Ouyang Shaochen could speak, Murong Xue frowned, reached out and took away the wine glass: "His injury has not fully healed, so he cannot drink!"
Mu Liufeng raised his eyebrows, and looked at Murong Xue with a half-smile: "You really care about him..."
Murong Xue raised her chin slightly, and said proudly: "He was injured because of me, I don't care, who cares?"
"Then if I got hurt because of you, would you care so much?" Mu Liufeng looked at her with twinkling eyes, and there was a little teasing in his evil eyes.
"No!" Murong Xue refused without thinking.
"Why?" Mu Liufeng rubbed his chest, expressing that he was very hurt.
"Because Ouyang Shaochen is here, you won't have the chance to get hurt for me..." Murong Xue smiled slightly, blooming like a hundred flowers.
The corner of Mu Liufeng's mouth twitched: "You really trust him!"
"That's natural!" Murong Xue smiled, and Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up with a look of course. He picked up a small plate of melons and fruits from the long table and put them in Murong Xue's hands: "Prince Jing's Mansion The prepared melons and fruits should be pretty good, try it... "
"Okay!" Murong Xue nodded, picked up a piece of apple, and put it in her mouth...